Nature's Music

by Forever Yours   Nov 7, 2008


The quiet melody of wind,
The sweet harmony of time.
Shaken by thunder,
Falling slowly deep into rhyme.

The broken notes of the grass,
The shattered chorus of the trees.
Gently touched by night,
Kindled against the breeze.

The crisp legato of waves,
The radiant fermata of light.
Framed in evening sun,
Colors and sounds take flight.

The silent accent of shadows,
The fragile slur of mist.
Swirling into dark,
Music ceases to exist.

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  • 16 years ago

    by HvN

    How could you say this is a bad poem? I absolutely love it!

    you're very good with ryme, the flow was flawless :]